Caroline in the City

Caroline: So how was your day at work? Del: Brutal. Richard: You run a greeting card company, how brutal could it be? Del: Hey, it's not as easy as it looks, okay? Today we found out our Earth Day cards weren't printed on recycled paper. We had to dump 'em and start all over again. You don't even want to know how many memos we had to write telling people we were doing that.

Caroline: (about Richard's painting) What exactly do you call this...thing? Richard: "My Mother's Womb". Caroline: And that's a metaphor for...? Richard: My mother's womb.

Annie: Listen to this: last night, Stephen and I did something I have never done with another guy. Caroline: You know, I'm from the Midwest, do I really want to hear about this?

Caroline: Annie, do remember the last time you said this guy might be the one? Annie: No. Caroline: Do you remember the restraining order?

Caroline: Good morning, Richard. Richard: Ugh, not so far. I just took the A-train from hell. Seated on my left was a sticky eight-year-old with a water pistol, while on my right, an elderly gentleman, for reasons known only to him and his god, was attempting to give me a haircut against my will.